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Southwest City has a population of more than 10 million. This is like finding a needle in a haystack.
Zhang Feng felt that he was going to find a local snake here to do something.
In many things, they are better than the police!
After leaving the police station, Zhang Feng asked Feng Gao.
"Brother Gao, who is the most powerful gang boss in Southwest City?" Zhang Feng asked.
"What?" Feng Gao didn't seem to hear clearly.
Zhang Feng said: "He is the most powerful gang boss."
"Have you read too many movies and novels?" Feng Gao asked Zhang Feng.
Well…
Zhang Feng was choked and embarrassed.
"That's the local snake, the most powerful one!" Zhang Feng said.
"Xiao Zhang, I understand what you mean!" Feng Gao said, "Let's go visit Mr. Broken Star right now!"
Mr. Broken Star
Zhang Feng looked very old and mysterious, and was full of expectations.
"Who is this person?" Zhang Feng asked.
"The blackhead who was left behind after the rectification movement many years ago is over eighty years old this year. He is highly respected and nothing can be hidden from him in Southwest City!"
That's right, Zhang Feng knows that there were many cancers in Southwest City more than thirty years ago.
That rectification movement shocked the whole country. Thousands of police officers and the cooperation of the army were mobilized to eliminate them all overnight. Hundreds of people were arrested and more than a dozen people were killed at once. It can be said that it was a thunderous method.
There were very few leaders who survived that operation, and Mr. Broken Star was released after being converted. However, he still has such a high prestige in the underground world of Southwest City. He has countless disciples below, and many of them are loyal to him. He kowtowed.
Of course, as Feng Gao said, the so-called gangs and gangs do not exist. There are just small groups. They all run serious businesses. There are some lawless elements who have underground casinos or rural casinos. He has been under attack by the police all year round, and it has nothing to do with him.
Mr. Broken Star retired early to take care of himself. He has a small garden in the suburbs where he grows flowers, plants, and some pine and cypress trees. The plants are well planted and can usually be sold at a high price.
So the old man doesn't have to worry about food and clothing, he's just alone.
Oh, a dog.
When Zhang Feng and the two came outside the garden, the dog inside rushed out and barked at them.
"Xiao Xing, you're not a demon from hell. Whatever your name is, they should be welcomed. Let them come in!" An old man's voice came from inside.
Listening to this voice, Zhang Feng knew that Mr. Broken Star was in good health, and his voice was like a loud bell.
The dog's name was Xiaoxing. It seemed that he understood what the old man said. He no longer barked but lowered his head and waggled his tail. He could open the door by himself and then lead the way.
Zhang Feng was surprised, this dog is very human, it's so powerful, this dog alone is worth a lot of money.
"go in!"
Zhang Feng walked in. There were no flowers and flowers here, but everything was green. Every tree was very delicate. Even if Zhang Feng was an outsider, he could tell that any tree here could be sold in the market. It’s a good price, not to mention the blessing of Mr. Broken Star’s name.
Broken Star, Broken Star, he is an old man who can tell fortunes and read fortunes. In the jargon, he is a fortune teller.
When the two of them entered, they saw a tea table under the grape shelf. It was a relatively simple tea table with a tea set and a chessboard on it. An old man with gray hair was sitting there, lean and staring at the chessboard. , a posture that cannot be disturbed.
He must be Old Man Broken Star.
Before coming, Feng Gao said that the old man didn't like others to disturb him.
But this time they came bravely. He said they were welcome just now, even though it was his dog who welcomed them.
When the two of them stood outside the grape arbor and Feng Gao was about to speak, Zhang Feng raised his hand to stop him and strolled in. Feng Gao wanted to say something, but he didn't say it and followed him slowly. He didn't know what Zhang Feng was going to do. , but he believed in Zhang Feng.
He didn't know why he believed in Zhang Feng. In his eyes, Zhang Feng was just a young leaf.
Zhang Feng walked over and sat down at the chessboard. He only glanced at it and reached out to move the chess pieces, as if the old man didn't exist.
Just when Zhang Feng was about to put down his flag, the old man suddenly spoke: "Wait, are you sure you want this?"
"Old man, how do you know if you don't try? Every move is ever-changing!" Zhang Feng started playing chess pieces as he spoke.
The old man frowned when he looked at the chessboard, but he still moved the chess piece. Zhang Feng moved the chess piece again without any hesitation.
The old man became nervous, but his movements were obviously faster.
Just like that, you and I were on the ground. The old man's eyebrows widened and a smile appeared on his face. Finally, Zhang Feng stood up and bowed and said: "Old man, I accept the offer!"
"Haha..." The old man's face was red and he laughed loudly.
Zhang Feng stepped aside, looking very humble, and Feng Gao stood beside him without saying a word.
"Young man, come on, sit down!" The old man waved to Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, kid!" and then sat down.
"Every step is so varied! Young man, who do you study under?" the old man asked.
It is very difficult to master chess skills without a master, unless you are extremely talented.
Zhang Feng said: "I'm self-taught and I made the old man laugh!"
This is really Zhang Feng's own knowledge. In order to make a living on the streets, Zhang Feng often smashed the stalls of those who played chess on the street. He chose a stall with many people and then went to crack it. The money he won was very generous.
Why choose so many people? There are so many people that stall owners don’t dare to default on their bills!
In order to be able to defeat those people, Zhang Feng learned a lot and read many books on chess.
So this is how he developed his chess skills. No one would believe him if he told him. It was for survival.
"Haha, okay, come on, let's have another round!" The old man was very happy.
"Please give me some advice, old man!"
Zhang Feng and the old man were playing chess there, with Feng Gao watching from the side.
After more than half an hour, the old man said to Feng Gao: "Come and make tea!"
Feng Gao hurried up. He didn't know how to make tea, and the good tea was ruined by him, but the old man had no intention of caring about this.
His whole body and mind are on the chessboard, and it can be said that he has met his opponent.
An hour later, Zhang Feng won again and said: "Old man, you can't win!"
"You brat, you are so brave!" The old man picked up a flag and threw it over.
Zhang Feng didn't hide.
"Haha..." The old man laughed, and then said: "Haha, I haven't been so happy in many years. The younger generation is scary, the younger generation is scary..."
In the seven or eight games that lasted for more than an hour, the old man never won.
But it's not that miserable. Because of this, he feels comfortable and does not feel frustrated. Losing to a junior makes him even happier.
This shows how open-minded the old man is.
"Old man..."
"Let me see what the purpose of your visit today is, which star to choose?"
The old man interrupted Zhang Feng and took out a picture album with stars painted on it.
Zhang Feng saw that the first picture was Beidou, so he said: "Just Beidou!"